Unscathed

David stands at the eye of the storm, surrounded by violently swirling winds and flying debris. Trees are uprooted, and fragments of buildings are being flung around as though they're weightless. David stands calm, an island of tranquility amidst the chaos enveloping him. His heart is pounding, in sync with the turbulent environment, yet none of the debris or chaos touches him.

David stood at the eye of the storm, a serene island in a sea of pandemonium.

David sees a family in a car in the distance, their panicked eyes meeting his as the storm rages around. They seek understanding, believing in some divine intervention protecting David. He offers them a bewildered shrug, clearly unsure of why he is untouched by the chaos. His tentative steps forward test the invisible barrier around him.

Panicked eyes met his, praying for the same divine shield.

David takes a wary step forward, testing the limits of the protective bubble. The wind and debris seem to part before him, creating a clear path. He places a tentative foot beyond the boundary, feeling the pressures and forces but remaining unharmed. His face shows a mix of fear, curiosity, and disbelief.

He tested the invisible bubble, taking a step into the unknown.

In the aftermath of the storm, David stands amidst the ruins of houses and devastated roads. The sky shows a tumultuous blend of calm and fury, reflecting his own inner turmoil. People around him whisper, eyes filled with awe and superstition, speculating whether David is blessed or cursed.

Whispers of superstition grew as he looked up at the torn sky.